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Post by Cynistra on Sept 7, 2005 8:27:51 GMT -5
Strange New Love
Not a day goes by that I don't think of him. His honey-brown eyes, his jet black hair. I can't seem to get him out of my mind. All I ever wanted was that one true love Yet, I know it will never happen. This is just a strange new love. The way he smiles Oh, so beautiful. His oh-so kissable lips. How I wish he was mine. My thoughts of him are like a river They go on and on, and never dry up But, he does not notice me. I'm not the one he desires. I can only dream...
Ok, so its my first love poem. But I gave it a shot. I hope you like it.
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Post by daena on Sept 7, 2005 10:16:16 GMT -5
I am a lover of love poetry. *Grins* I suppose it is my romantic heart. Upon reading this piece it did spark my memory to many days long sith past. How easy a heart doth break over love, and at the same time...how easily it doth soar. I liked thy poem, Unxspoken. It hath inspired me to place up mine own about the precarious nature of love.
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Post by Cynistra on Sept 8, 2005 8:27:18 GMT -5
Why, thank you very much. I appreciate the comments, and I may not do love poetry all that much, but if you love it, I'll try to write some more.
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Post by ♠Kari♠ on Sept 8, 2005 22:44:21 GMT -5
YEAH!! GO TERESA I LOVEEEEED IT!! YAY!!
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